Wicked Stepmother

Remember the wicked stepmother from Cinderella? yeah well I know her....her name is Jamie...and let me tell you...she is one BIG BITCH.....and bitch is an understatement...

I've never met anyone as self absorbed as this woman is.....she has 4 or 5 packages come to the house EVERYDAY from QVC....don't even let me mention all the other ones....the clothes...the books....the magazines....SHE IS AN EVIL WOMAN....I have never hated someone as much as I hate her.....

She has not once tried to respect me.....you know what she believes? she said she feels that she shouldn't have to buy the groceries for the household......uhhhh...hello you dumb bitch you came into your marriage with two kids of your own...and two from my father....one being me you little red headed MONSTER..you spend all of my FATHERS money on pampering yourself....you buy expensive clothes (all ugly by the way) jewelry, makeup, hair products, going to the salon (You're not blonde!! so stop trying to look like you are) You make my dad take you out to expensive dinners all the time, you make him take you fancy places and vacations. And you leave everyone else behind. It's all about you!

Why are you so inconsiderate? I've done nothing but be nice to you....I've cooked dinner before you came home so you wouldn't have to.....I do all of the laundry that your disgusting little fat kid dirties because you don't feel you should do that either, I ask you for NOTHING, I don't eat any of the food you DO buy, I don't use anything in the house, It's like I'm not even here.

And yet it's such a god damn inconvenience that I'm here because you're pissed off that my room isn't your storage room for all of your QVC shit anymore....oh no....lets have a pity party for the woman who has it all!!! But that will NEVER be enough....

She has to make me feel like shit as much as she can. She has to open her mouth and ruin my day. She has to throw her material possessions in my face like I actually give a shit...

I wish my father COULD see what a horrible person she is.....she is trying to get everything she can....she is NO GOOD....she's not a nice person!!!! she is wicked and mean.

I wish I could find some kind of fairy tale spell and turn her into stone.....but some things just can't happen...

Looks like I'm stuck with the evil step mother...

How I'm feeling..

"Sitting in the back room thinking what might have been I'm alive cause I'm taking all my medicine. I'm on top of the world and nothing breaks me down......"

isn't that the truth......ugghhhh what is my problem with alcohol lately....I try to drink and my stomach has nothing but PROBLEMS with it.......big big problems....why?

"This can't go on forever forever this can't go onnnnn foreeeeeevvvver soomebody take me away, somebody take me away." brought to you by Bobaflex....same with the medicine lyrics up there..


I only like a few of their songs.....

[Verse 1]
As a young fool, he'd sling molecule
Made his pickup down south, took this club-kid trick
He thought she side-kicked for Molly, she partied
But her heart was real, he'd find out that night
When this pig pulled them with enough
MDMA to be put away for life
No way, how could this happen today
She said, "It's gonna work out today"
"Let's go home, now. Open your eyes,
I did it for us, the feeling is
mutual, right?"

[Chorus]
Baby we'll be fine, as God is my witness,
as God is my witness, we can
get through anything
Cause I shared my love, shared my skin,
endless in this predicament

[Verse 2]
Laughing the cop made his arrest he
pulled her man from the car
She saw sweaty pig glance at her breast
She said, "I'll make a deal with you,
I'll have sex with you"
"I'll do anything you ask, if you let the
love of my life go free tonight"
No way, how did this happen today
She said, "It's going to work out Okay."

[Chorus]
Baby we'll be fine, as God is my witness,
as God is my witness, we can
get through anything
Cause I shared my love, shared my skin,
endless in this predicament

SCHOOL AND WORK

So I haven't written in a while...my birthday was on the 6th....it was absolutely horrible....not too mention I got heartbroken...again...haha and to think it couldn't happen again...it sure did.

I also started school...I'm on week 2 now...I don't really like the whole on-line thing...but I'm doing good so.....I won a $1,000 scholarship! I had only had $812.00 that I needed to pay out of pocket for my tuition so I applied for a scholarship and won! It was really nice to win something like that....made me feel a little special. I know it's not that big of a deal, but it made me feel good.

I've been working like crazy!

I thought my life was starting to turn around...no luck....same as it was before...couldn't be worse? right? no....it's not....but it hurts me just the same...I just want to be happy...

SELFISH

I FUCKING HATE MY LIFE....why is it that my birthdays are always the worst day than any other day of the year? because people seem to treat me like shit at that particular time more than any other time....and it really fucking upsets me! I don't make anyone feel like shit on their fucking birthday! It makes me want to get "fucked" up.....drink a bottle or do whatever...and I haven't done that for a long time....I've been really good, and now I'm not sure that I want to do that anymore....I fucking HATE living at my dads house....first of all I have to watch this little fucking fat ass kid eat EVERYTHING in this house...no wonder they fucking spend 500 dollars on groceries...they come back with bag fulls and the little fucking fat ass eats it all that very same night!

You know...I had planned to take a nice trip for my birthday...nothing special at all...just a little trip...and I was hoping since it was my birthday and all I would get money to help out with the expenses....since I have NONE...but no.....did anyone help me? No...of course not...because everyone needs to provide for this fucking high maintnence bitch that lives here...she needs to have every fucking thing off of QVC....and every fucking thing she wants she gets...but I can even get 50 dollars to fucking spend on a little trip? they got out on luxurious vacations and fancy dinners...and work on their fucking camaros....but what do I get??? fucking nothing...they even forget me when they order dinner.... "Oh, I didn't know you were here." I do their fucking laundry...I put up with their shit....and not ONCE can I have something special for myself.....I havent been on any kind of trip since I was like NINE! and now Im nineteen....it's not fair...I don't ask for anything! I've fucking paid for my college tuition myself and my prescriptions....and my clothes...and feminine products....and fucking everything.....but once....just this once I ask for help....or to BORROW money and that I would pay them back on the 14th...but no.....that wont go either...

well FUCK ALL OF YOU fucking ritzy selfish fucking ass holes!